Poem: ChangeBy Arjun Gogar (Age 13, Bangkok Prep School)All the sights that I can seedied and destroyed from toe to feet.weaker and weaker without powerall people do is devour, devour and DEVOUR!The world is viewed in a bad way.Died, destroyed and rotten away asnature is manipulated and ignored.Sleeping by the street snore, snore and SNORE!We get up and fall to the groundmoney closed jobs and some have drowned.Education is the tool to build many doorscleaned and Sweep from floors, floors and FLOORS!

Featured Poems – December 2015

When the bucket is overflowing it’s better we share than waste the creative juice. This month will feature two Poems. One from Ob Saiyavath and the other from Brian Woo. The uniqueness of words only makes creativity connect with reality of experiences and imagination.

Ob Saiyavath’s youthful distinction towards discrimination and life clearly depicts in his poem ‘Distinction.’ He studies in the Faculty of Arts’ Chulalongkorn University. It’s great to feature the works of words that slowly integrate into the human system.

Poem: Distinction

There’s a distinction between prejudice and discrimination

Just as there’s a distinction between a senseless death and a heroic one.

People die in fruitless wars, driven by a nationalistic pride, a tragic but wasteful death.
Which is why I hold people like Trayvon Martin and Michael Brown as heroes.
For they inspired change, a new movement, a round of debates on civil rights.

There’s a distinction between the pro-choice movement and the pro-life movement;
There’s a distinction between choice and genes.
There’s a distinction between being gay and lesbian.
There’s a distinction between bisexual and transgender.

But we need to destroy those distinction. Tear down those barriers
Because we don’t need them.
This is the 21st century,
Where every man, woman and child should not be discriminated against.

It doesn’t matter if its by choice or genes,
Because each and everyone of us is unique
And that’s why everybody has something to contribute to the human race.
Because this is the century of change.

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All Rights Reserved
Ob Saiyavath

Composed
2/11/15

Creativity Rocks! This Month’s other feature is Brian Woo! A shout out to him and thanking him for sharing his poetry with us. He is from Korea, but lived all over. Currently in Bangkok, Thailand, and most recently Berkeley, California. You can visit his website: https://medium.com/@bswwoo/hello-world-a86d5a98b9e4#.qppa7df8f

Poem: Coffee

I remember making coffee with you,back in the day, when sunlight blazedsilver through slatted windowpanesand night slept in my bathroomlike a roommate who never flushed.The grinder eagerly accepted our offeringof a single cup of whole beans, andflashing teeth mingled garrulously withthe crackling chatter of brown-blackflesh and the hiss of evaporation. Woody, lush scents coated our nostrilswith Colombian heights;with yawning Ethiopian loam;with Sumatran jungle crevices from whichpumas stalked us with caramel eyes.As you pressed down and separatedthe coarse from the bitter, steam roseand condensed on the TV. An atmosphericfog instantly coated a San Francisco street, onlyto disappear just as suddenly—a facsimile of reality.When night emerged with bloodshot eyesto amble ‘round the city, he saw us sitting andwatching food; he sniffed at our youth, our sleeplesssmiles, then bummed a cup of coffee so blackthat the last sip tasted like gritty gasoline.

Featured Poem – September 2015

Poem: Step by Step

As we open our eyes

we see the beauty around.

As we open our eyes

we see the flaws around.

As we open our eyes

we tap into Friendship.

As we open our eyes

we learn new things.

As we open our eyes

we feel the beauty inside.

As we open our eyes

we thank people around.

As we open our eyes

we are grateful for opportunities.

As we open our eyes

we learn new things.

As we open our eyes

we realize everything step by step.

As we open our eyes

we feel pain.

As we open our eyes

we also laugh.

As we open our eyes

we believe life is all about step by step.

By Bhavna K.

Featured Poem – February 2015

Poem: Mosquitoes

We are like them, like the mosquitoes

They need blood – we need money

We will do anything to be its owner.

By Kira Pat, Grade 11

Featured Poem – January 2015

Poem: Sweet, Sweet, Home

There’s no place like home,Or so the old grannies say,We kick the little garden gnome,Mom tells us we should run and play.Cozy sofa, yummy smells,All come from the kitchen oven,‘Come and eat now!’ father yells,We ate the cakes all by a dozen!

By: Fa Taepaisitphongse Grade: 7

Featured Poems – November 2014

“I hate and I love
Why do I, you ask ?
I don’t know, but it’s happening
and it hurts”
― Catullus

New Featured Poems – May 2014

May 16th 2014

By Dhiksha Sajnani (Student from NIST International School of Thailand)

A man of free willA visionary soulGulps down the misery of discriminationClimbs a great hill with compassionBreathes over hurdlesUses time wiselyDon’t wish but go getDon’t only dream but pursueMoney won’t create successFreedom willIt doesn’t matter where one is fromA heart mattersUnite to create establishmentsBecause there is a Nelson Mandela in every true spirit

Poem: Cushion of Personal Magnetism

By Bhavna K.

Emotional turmoil of being a victim of sexual abuseYears passed by concealing the bruiseFailed relationships nestled her negativityWelcoming positivity with progressivitySuccessful television show rules the planetBringing new voices throwing away the victim blanketCharity and justice become friendsCharismatic power unites contentment as friendly gemsNo one will ever forget Oprah Winfrey for her blissful endeavorHer love and compassion for society is forever

Poem: Tigress

By Bhavna K.

Every music piece is distinctiveMost lyrics are positiveIt doesn’t matter if she kissed a girl or said you’re so gayLovely to create a teenage dreamAdmirable to be an enthusiastic philanthropistWhen she roars, fireworks engulf the skyThe charisma she shares unconditionallyHer perfume spreads the fragrance that meowsThe Killer Queen fragrance refreshes the sensesHer breakdown in life lifts her yet againKatheryn Elizabeth Hudson known as Katy PerryMarches into the symphony of musicLending her voice in SmurfsShe dazzles into the soul of her fans

New Featured Poem – July 2013

A poem I heard recently in Bangkok and asked the Poet if it could be shared with all of you. Do read and be inspired.

The Hidden History of Women

By M KJ Ink Writer (BANGKOK)

There is a historybetween our history and pre-historyA history in which Women were kingsA history that was methodically erased by mentil it was forgotten by manthe truth was suppressedWomen oppressedand brainwashed to believethey were anything butbetter than usAnd not just not betternot even equalLesserWeakerDumberand less deservingThis is what we did to themPulling the pedestal out from under their feetand handing them an apron and rolling pinIt has not always been this wayThat’s what you need to knowBefore Buddha and Jesus and Greece and RomeBefore all the warsthat the Bronze Age borewomen were at the top of the food chainImagine thatImagine it because it was realA timeon this planetwhen fathers held their daughters as high as their sonsA time when Women did not feel inferiorwhen they knew their character intellect and insightwere just as good if not greater than any man’sand they were leadersof human civilizationThis needs to be knownThat half of the human racewas once overthrownIn the name of fear and safetyin the face of warwomen finally needed menlike never beforeand for thousands of yearswe both believed this was the wayit has always beenlike all the bibles saybut I’m afraid that’s not the caseand it’s time we look at each otherand admit that our sisterscan be better than our brothersbecause without that admissionwe’ll never reach an even keeland we’ll never live in a worldwhere no one has to kneelor submit themselvesto the entitlement of anotherthe truth has been there all alongit’s the reality you must discoverWomen were the first slavesThink about thatAnd their enslavement was so profoundso psychologically soundthat by the time the chains came offthey forgot what they were capable ofwhat they could dowith unfettered heartsand unrestricted mindsThey forgot to ask“If you are free yet powerless, then how free can you be?”Doesn’t freedom inherently mean some say?How shocking is it that women 6000 years agohad rights that they just got back in the last century?CrazyBut our species is not insaneit is just childlikeOver the last 10 thousand yearsit has behaved in much the same waya brother and sister mightOne day little brother became bigger than his big sisterguess what happened thenMight has been right for far too longit’s time we sing a different songa duet perhaps, instead of a sing-a-longinstead of a one man showanything I can do….you can do betterand I can do anything better than youlet’s be honestour chromosomes and genitaliahave little to do with anythingHow much you believe in yourselfand how much you are allowed to believe in yourselfis the single most determining factorin the greatness of any one person’s lifeAnything we can doyou women can do toomaybe even betterexcept…violenceThat seems to be the one area that we excel inthat you never haveMakes you wonder why we men are so proudDon’t you seeby making half of the human race lesser than the otherwe have effectively crippled our speciesand our path of progress has beensomething like…a two person row boatwith only one oarIt’s like our species suffered a strokethat paralyzed half our bodyThink about the atrocities that we have committedupon each otherthat might have never beenif there were a respected woman in the roomwhere those decisions were madeA respected womanwhat images come to mindwhen you hear those wordsAny?Enough?Thankfully times are changingWomen have nearly dug themselvesout of the cave they were stuck inand are seeing glimmers of freedomand the light of independent daysContinue to do thatContinue to push the limits and boundsthat are now more internal than externaljust as your foremothers didwhen it was the other way aroundI hope as you find more strength within youyou continue to push it out into the worldand make our species stronger, better, more humanmore humaneMay you reclaim your voiceand rightful place in the natural order of lifeBalance usHelp us steerHelp us on our haphazard wayBe our equalsour friendsour alliesBut most importantlyhelp yourselvesDon’t depend on usBecause we have just as muchto learn and unlearn as youWe cannot help but hold you downeven if we try to help you upDo not take our handuntil you are standing beside uson this utmost mountain topWe all must think differentlyWe all must believe in each otherOur perception of the opposite sexmust be broken downtil there is more common groundthan ever beforeAnd in the days leading up to thatif we ever do find outthat chivalry is deadI hope youwere the oneswho killed it

Poems By Bhavna K.

Cuisines

Cook mouth-smacking food to bloom the aroma of life;Uplift, and understand the essence of your presence to upgrade your self-esteem;Impress, inspire your charm by relishing incredible cuisines of the world;Speak, simplify your feelings with expression feeling splendid, spectacular, and smashing;Invite the ideal happiness waiting to create abundance in your life impeccably;Nourish and nurture the love you have that retains the goodness you have always;Engage, enlighten, and enchant life with the aroma of tasty meals and enterprising people;Savor, support, and salute every moment that brings a smile to your face.ExpectationsAs we take every breath, there is a slight expectation to take the other.As relationships are made in this world so is the birth of expectation.It feels like walking up a slope then tumbling down quickly.Some expect more and some less. But it can’t be never.It is okay to expect a little because it’s healthy.With this the relationship enhances,Only if one expects very less,Then less disappointment,Less.

The Eyeshadow Girl

The blend of colors enlightens her day when she decides to embrace them;She loves various colors which bring alive a girl’s eyes;Each color depicts the triumph of beauty from within that is eager to fly;The charisma of colors vitalizes one’s surrounding being a priceless gem.Surveying around, she picks her Jimmy Choo;Then she looks at her sister to Shoo;Picking up her Chanel bag she appreciates her labor of love;She knows that materialism and spiritualism is hard work from blessing above.

Mother

Every heartbeat is bestowed upon,Compassion embraces a child eternallyThat uplifts a child’s soul in isolation in every way.

Words

Once blurted without caution,It creates history enveloped in anguishOnly leaving you will bring serenity.

Promise

The ideal terminology in a dictionary,One manifests to sustainThen it is evaporated with despair.MoodI wish I could undo the misery;I wish I could forget the scenario even though it is history;If things were so easier said and done;I would have accomplished all and feel wholesome;As days went by, years went by, I begin to open ways;I open ways and saw the everlasting flow of rays;The mood I have, has been very well controlled;For this I salute myself as I did not bail out;Such a beauty life can be;Then why my mood took years to comprehend and thought maybe?Finally I see things differently, hoping it is not only me;But everyone can feel inner satisfaction and peace for free;Talk to the mood and get the act straight;You never know, it might be too late;This is it and I shall try to smile even when I don’t feel right;Because this is right and will always be right.

My First Brother

Many relationships are made before or we end up choosing them;How wonderful it is when the first person holds your hand and promises he will forever;Biologically we are grown to learn, our siblings are our brothers;Life teaches you that someone who offers eternal love, sincerity and is clever;He has the full right to be your brother; My first brother: My father has always been there since birth;Mother taught me to tie rakhi (a sacred and trendy thread) to him and mentioned he is your father, friend and brother;Father is the most rightful person who possesses the gratefulness on Earth;He is truthful, a protector, a friend, and brings life together;I thank you for being in my life unconditionally and a big hug to you;I respect and am grateful to all my brothers that I met you.In The MomentWhen tragic strikes the blame game starts,It would be a miracle if one could just take a moment,This would help in understanding there is no one to blame but oneself.With a blink, a wave, a stretch, and a swing things change.Let’s take a moment to live in the moment.Work, drama, excuses, doubts only distracts one from the moment.The pleasure to bring a smile on your face awaits in desperation,The pleasure to make a moment be cherished awaits with style,Then why are you permitting the taunts to take away the moment.Genuine, passionate, and prosperous is the happiness you deserve,Let’s sway to the dance of the wind,Clap with the beat of the tune you hear.Forgive, forget, and divert the cheeky mind,Allow the blooming and budding joy fill your heart.Live in the moment.

Shuffle

Generations have passed and so has the way to shuffle around;Men can have multiple relationships and so can women;The art of meeting various people in one’s life is sometimes ironic;But the pleasure to many is unavoidable which can be confound;It doesn’t matter what may be the journey even though it may feel like being chased by the demon;This is because every experience for some is simply epic.But for some, having to consider shuffling can be unaccepted;There are many men and women, who would certainly prefer the real and genuine relationship;Why does one have to be accepted if one has experience with shuffling?Can’t the genuine relationship be appreciated with one special one rather than many special ones? When will this be fruited?There are times when many questions and answers are exchanged regarding courtship;The experience of dating brings and makes a relationship bloom with loads of cuddling.As the generation is advancing, techniques to flirt have become savvy and sometimes corny;Some people have simply lost their mind and some are bouncing back and forth with figuring out;It is totally fine to shuffle, but it is also totally fine to choose not to and not being judged upon;We live in a civilized society, atleast we claim to, then why all the irony;We preach, desire, and bless our loved ones for a precious life with good values then why can’t people lookout?It doesn’t matter what age one is, not to shuffle around with the wrong people is alright because one is not winning any coupon.With observance, technology, society, scoops, and scandals one knows what is best for him or her following his or her heart;It is great to receive advice and encouragement from well-wishers and loved ones;Positive thinking and not judging oneself is an imperative ingredient to spice and escalate one’s life;Therefore, appreciate what your heart desires and if it chooses and feels uncomfortable to shuffle around it is fine because whatever you will still meet your sweetheart;One does not have to prove anything but contemplate that this inner battle will be won;Harmonize, dance, smile, embrace, savor, and appreciate oneself for the perfect life because it will not happen twice.Poetry By Other ContributorsIt shouldn’t hurt to be a childSonia Chawla, 16 years old, Bangkok, Thailand (Feb 2013)Ode to the forgotten children who was supposed to be loved
Ode to the children of the earth
They’ve been abused and hurt
While they couldn’t tell anyone
even if they wanted toOde to the souls of the children
Who has already left the earth
And prayers to those who’s still sufferingOde to the life of the young souls
That has been ruined
Even though they’re so innocentOde to those who have tried to help
But failed
At least you’ve tried
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